Savannah smiled brightly as they entered the Three Broomsticks, escaping the cold beauty that waited outside. It was as crowded as usual, she noticed, glancing briefly around the pub. "You're not?" She asked, surprisedly looking up so her ocean blue orbs could meet his grey ones. This was quidditch they were talking about! It must be nerves, the seventh year decided after a moment of thinking about it while her loving boyfriend went over to the counter. "Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw always make the most intense matches, don't they?" Vannah said, thoughtfully.

"Thank you!" Savannah said, accepting the drink with one hand and happily took Curt's now freed hand with her other, leading the way through a mess of tables to an empty one for them. "Anyways, I'm sure you guys will be amazing out there, as usual."

Dominic walked, or rather jogged, to the Three Broomsticks and in through the doors that led him into the dimmed room. Taking a moment for his eyes to adjust, his topaz eyes danced quickly around the room in search of anyone who he might not want to see. He needed a cheerful face or something, especially after his encounter in Dervish and Banges, which he was probably completely at fault for the outcome.

Ordering one butterbeer, the fifth year's face fell when he didn't spot those green eyes he had hoped for. Not that he would spoken to her anyway, especially what with the match being around the corner, but that was besides the point. That was when he instead heard some other familiar voices, to which Dominic made his way over to the older Hufflepuffs. "Hey Savannah and Curt." He greeted, knowing neither one had never really given him much a problem.

Very instence matches, they were the toughest competition out there. “No, I am I guess.” He said in retrospect. “I think I’m just a lot more nervous this year, it being my seventh and all. I wanna go out with the cup, you know?” He said rhetorically, wow that could would be so, so sweet.

“You, are welcome.” He said, giving her a warming smile as she slipper hand into his. After been guided through the area, Savannah had finally found an empty table. Curt grinned in response to what his girlfriend had said as he took a seat. “We’ll be alright, especially with the new seeker we’ve got. Jake? That kid is good.” Curt was almost even envious of the boy sometimes, but Curt was never born to be a seeker anyways.

Grey eyes falling on ocean blue ones, Curt took a quick sip of butterbeer before setting in back down on the table. The snow falling out the windows momentarily caught his eye, his gaze went back to Vannah… a wry grin was now pasted across his face. “You know, I think it’s about time for our snowball right re-match. And I call not being on the same team as Lexi.” The thought sounded like fun, and he loved Alexis as a friend and all. They were just always under a sort of warface, even though it was almost always friendly war fare.

Then came another quite familiar voice from Curt's left. Ah, there was Dominic! He was a bit stingy sometimes, but the prefect was an overall good guy; Curt liked him anyways. "Hey Dom!" Curt said cheerfully as he took a sip from his butterbeer, "What've you been up to?" Willow Kovac, perhaps? He had seen them around each other before, the most noted being after the Quidditch championships last year. They might have had an awkward encounter... but it was meant to be.

So, Willow was not one to actually enjoy the company of girls that much, but she had to admit -to herself, at least- that she was beginning to miss her female friends. Just a bit. Yelling at people during Quidditch practice, as entertaining as it could be, got boring after a while. Needless to say, she needed her friends.

Well, she was a girl after all. And uncontrary of what many people thought she was a regular sixteen year old girl.

Alright, maybe not, but she was a girl, and girls needed their friends ocassionally.

And so that was why she had gone to Hogsmeade in the first place. To find her friends. That, and because she simply wanted a get-away from everything, and everyone that could possibly remind her of the upcoming match. The sole thought of it had her stomach practically jumping inside of her.

But it was just stupid of Willow to think that she would just be able to escape from it, really. Because the girl should have known by now that luck was never on her side, and that no matter how much she didn't really want to think about it, she would have it. Which is why as soon as she entered the Three Broomsticks, she swallowed hard.

So much for escaping from anything that had to do with Quidditch. There was one Hufflepuff boy she was sure was member of the Hufflepuff team, as well as the girl with him. . . hadn's she played Quidditch at some point, too?

However, that was not the reason why she had to swallow.

It was because of the other boy. Oh, great. Perfect, perfect, perfect! Denton was everywhere. Owlery, Herbology, Care of Magical Creatures. . . he was literally everywhere.

And Willow had no idea why she was avoding him. Okay, she sort of did. Or at least she knew one of the reasons why she was avoiding him; she had sent him to the hospital wing, after all, and that was something she was not particularly fond of. But that was really not important--The Three Broomsticks did not belong to him. Really, it was a free country, which meant that she could go wherever she wanted. Yes, yes, that's right!

Pretending not to notice anything the girl went straight to the counter and ordered a butterbeer, not looking at anyone or anything.

As Curtis reconsidered his feelings towards their houses up coming quidditch match, Savannah held in a laugh. She had always thought his great enthusiasm towards Quidditch was rather adorable, it was fun to see his face light up when the subject came around and to hear him talk so animatedly about it. "That's understandable, and I agree completely! It would be wonderful to win the cup before leaving," Though, win or lose she would be standing in the stands cheering her team on till the end of the game and no matter what, Savannah would be extremely proud because she knew they always did their very best. And that's what mattered, right? Right.

"Oh! I saw, I watched the tryouts. Jake's impressive for sure, we've got a strong team." Savannah agreed, sincerely. At last, taking a small swallow of the sweet liquid she set the drink down infront of her, sliding into her seat across from Curt. The words 'Snowball' and 'Fight' in the same sentance caused excitement to wash over her face, that sounded like a blast. "I'll have to choose between your team and Lexi's team?" Vannah pointed out, giving an obvious pretend gasp as if the idea alone was something out of the ordinary. As a thought struck her, the brunette went on with a small smile playing upon her lips, eyes sparkling. "If Dusty's around for it, I'll be on whatever team he's on." Better to be with the grizzly bear then against him, although Vannah didn't have high hopes on Dustin being around for the snow war rematch. Amazingly enough, he reminded her of Joey now with his head constantly in books and parchment up to his elbows.

Hearing a voice she recognized well enough to know without looking up it was a house mate, more specifically their Prefect - Dominic, Savannah moved her gaze from Curt to greet their friend. Brushing the dark bangs from her eyes as she did, "Hey Dom! Care to join us?" Vannah offered, motioning to a chair for him to sit.

Perhaps she hadn't lost that much weight and....Whitney was merely seeing things the wrong way? It wouldn't be the first time,that was for sure. "Maybe you're right....but still. When was the last time you ate?" she asked curiously,hoping it was only a few hours ago. Something just wasn't right here.

'Oh no.' Whit had assumed that Reese would realize she was only joking. 'Rule number one,don't assume. Rule number two,don't joke about eating disorders.' "I'm sorry." she said,looking down at her feet. "I was only joking....I just thought....I'm really sorry. It was stupid." Now she felt really bad,this girl had to learn to watch her mouth more often, or else who knows what could come out.

Curt smiled, the thought of holding up the cup this year was a bit too much to completely take in. And the fact that they were ahead in house points, it was all just overwhelming, good… great, overwhelming. “Agreed.” He said with a good humored wink to his girlfriend, as he took another sip of his butterbeer.

Curt always loved Savannah’s Quidditch observations, she was a great player too whenever she had still played. She was a little too busy of sorts now though, Curt understood that. “Hopefully the pressure of a big game doesn’t mess with his head.” He added darkly, he hoped the little first year would be fine, but games and practices were two entirely different things. Curt laughed at Vannah’s pretend gasp, shaking his head slightly. “Well, you better choose my team, if you want to win and all.” Curt smiled wryly and gave his girlfriend a humorous wink. Ah yes, Dusty is definitely someone you want on your team… he was a pretty tough dude. “So true, so true.” Curt responded to Vannah, Dusty had been M.I.A for ages though. Curt missed the guy a lot, a lot a lot. Curt frowned momentarily at the thought, but opted to not bring it up.

Curt looked back up as Vannah greeted Dom as well, and right after she did another person entered the Three Broomsticks. Ah, the timing was just too perfect. Without a work, Curt looked to Vannah and motioned over in Willow Kovac’s direction but discreetly, before looking back at Dom. “Are you meeting someone up here?” Curt said, innocently.

Until it was mentioned, Savannah had completely forgotten this would be their new first year seekers first actual quidditch match. She had known it, obviously, but between everything going on these days it had slipped away. Her face fell slightly, remembering exactily how nervous she had been during her first match; it hadn't even been with her team, it was an all stars against students game. Nonetheless, she was pleased and comforted in the fact the former Gryffindor Prefect Kerry, and former Gryffindor Captain Ryan were playing as well. She had known both, it helped greatly with the nerves to know a few people on the team. "I hope not. This is his first game, and playing seeker.. that has to be scary. That's alright though, I'm sure you guys will all do great! Jake's a small little guy, like Miranda and Emalyn - being smaller has it's benefits in quidditch." Savannah noted, smiling once more.

Molly had been a tiny girl for her age, and that fact had definitely worked to her advantage. "I remember Molly keeping up with Evan, as chasers the year he graduated," She thought outloud, smiling more brightly as she remembered a particular previous quidditch game. Second year, probably.

Shaking her head lightly upon realizing how random and silly that must have sounded, talking about two former house mates and captains out of the blue, Savannah laughed at Curt's answer regarding the snowball fight teams. "I think Alexis would argue that one, and as long as everyone has fun I'm not so concerned about winning," She mused, taking a sip of her butterbeer before going on, "but since it is your team, I suppose Lex will survive without me. She has been bothering me all term long to duel, maybe a snowball fight will be enough to satisfy her." Not likely, but a girl could dream.

Looking towards where Curt tried silently drawing her attention, curiousity immediately flooded her. The Ravenclaw Captain, Willow. She seemed like a nice girl, Savannah thought anyway from classes and such. Returning her gaze from Curt to Dom, Vannah couldn't help but wonder what Dominic's reaction would be. Perhaps he had grown out of his 'girls are icky' phase?

Feeling all alone lately, Liz walks into the Three Broomsticks. After ordering a butterbeer, she takes it with her and sits in a corner booth by herself.

Unintentionally, Dominic's mind began to race off at a hundred miles ahead towards the upcoming Quidditch Match. Perhaps it was the chatter between the two Seventh years regarding the House and Quidditch cup, or maybe just some sort of inner revenge he wanted to get from Rapunzel. A guilt of sorts. Nonetheless, for a moment, the fifth year had forgotten he was standing there before them - about two feet from their table.

"Oh, um . . . Nothing really," Dom said, partially truthful. And partial not. "Homework and Prefect Duties." And sonnets, quidditch and other stuff. Turning to look at the ocean blue eyes of the former prefect, Savannah, Dom ran his hand through his hair once. "That would be great, thanks." He nodded, slipping into the free chair that Vannah offered.

Sipping on his butterbeer, the fifth year vaguely listened as the conversation continued between the pair in a casual manner. Well at least until someone - who Dom of course noticed but he pretended not to - entered the Three Broomsticks. And Curt noticed, addressing him about if he was meeting someone here. Implying that he, Dominic Denton, was meeting Willow Kovac here. For a drink. As if.

Though despite his will to seem discreet, some part of him - his 'id' perhaps - was fighting for a different response. One that resulted with the corner of his lips turned halfway up into a semi-smirk, semi-revulsion.

He wasn't planning on meeting anyone here. Not on purpose. So technically this wouldn't be entirely dishonest. "No. I don't think so anyway, unless you count me bumping into you two randomly as 'meeting someone'." He shrugged indifferently and took another sip of butterbeer.

Reese picked her butterbeer up,again,and took another sip.She really wanted to ignore this question.Whitney really didn't need to know how long it's been since she has eaten?I mean,seriously.It's her OWN business as to what and when she eats.HmmmMmmm. "I eat like everyday,"she explained to her. Yeah,that was sort of a lie,but it was also the truth.She did eat,but she only ate crackers.Annnnd,it was only like 10 to 15 crackers a day.But,she was still eating.End of story.

Awww."It's fiiiiiiine,"Reese told Whitney."It really is."She smiled gently at her.It wasn't her fault that she loved to joke around.It really wasn't.Some people just joke around about things that aren't funny,but those kind of people just need to watch themselves,they might go over the edge with the joking and everything.Change of subject. "So...how have you been?"she asked.

Why was Reese acting all weird? It was a simple question. Obviously she ate everyday,it wouldn't be smart not to eat all day,it'd be bad for her. She just wanted to know like...how many hours it had been. Just to know if it was normal for her to be hungry already. "I just meant how long ago? I was just wondering if it was weird that I'm hungry already." Maybe this wasn't the best subject to talk about,if Reese didn't want to talk about it,perhaps she should just drop it. Unless there was something she wasn't telling her.

"Okay." she said,still feeling bad about it. It really hadn't been fine for her to joke about. Seriously though,her mouth was getting her into too much trouble. There had to be something to do about it. "Upset at my big mouth." she mumbled under her breath to answer her question but then said, "I've been....yeah. How have you been?" Talking about her and how she was wasn't a good idea. It was best to talk about Reese instead,she was a lot let boring.

Walkinginto the Three Broomsticks, Dustin looked around as he exaimined the many students and the dusty glasses hanging above the door. He smiled. This was the place he needed to be. He loved it here. The smell, the stomsphere, absolutely everything about this place.

Walking to the counter he ordered a butterbeer and paid before walking over to a corner booth and sliding in. He liked to people watch sometimes. It wsa funny to see what some people did. Especially when you didnt have anyone to talk to. Like at the moment, Dustin was alone and didnthave not one single person to tlak to.

Cedric entered three broomsticks and he catch a glimpse of Dustin,his friend then he walk towards Dustin,"Hello!mate.."Cedric greet Dustin as he ordered butterbeer

Seeing Cedric some in, Dustin smiled. "Hey mate come in for a butterbeer like me?" he askd while he continued to watch some of the people. Cedric was cool but some of these people in there were funny.

"yeah...Can I join you?"Cedric asked

"Of course slid right on in.' Dustn told Cedric motining him with his hand to the seat infront of him. He didnt have to ask.

"thanks,umm,why you're here.."Cedric asked

Dustin looked over at Cedricwhen he asked why he was here. "Um. i like it here. I can relax. Be myself. Its a good place to make friends." he told the first year. "I dunno, its just a relaxing place." Dont spill your secrets to a first year. He told himself as he gave Cedric a smile.

Cedric looked at Dustin...Dustin whispered but he hear it..Don't spill secrets to a first year,Cedric thought...
"Its okay to tell your secrets to me,I'm loyal and honest,that's why I'm in hufflepuff,and I'm your friend.."Cedric said sincerely

Reese sighed.She was going to have to give into Whitney sooner or later.She sat her butterbeer bottle down,that she had justrecently picked up,and she laid back into the chair. "It's only been like a few hours,"she told her."I at a few crackers before I headed down to Hogsmeade.And I've been down here for about,I don't know,3 hours at the least." She looked away from Whitney and stared at some people in the room.

Reese heard Whitney mumble something,but she couldn't make it out.Oh,well.She went back to pick up her butterbeer and took her last sip of it.She put the empty bottle back on the table and looked at Whitney before she spoke, "Yeah?Is that a good thing or bad thing?" She grinned slightly. "Oh,I've been...better,"she told Whitney. "I'm still trying to get over Cale leaving." She looked at her butterbeer bottle instead of looking at Whitney.Don't cry,she told herself.She's already shed enough tears for Cale.That day in the corridor with Emiliano,she shed about a bucket full of tears for Cale.

Lima headed into the Leaky Cauldron and bought herself a butter beer then headed over to a table near the back. She took out a music book and started to read it, seeing what it told her about getting a record deal. She frowned and wondered if she would ever be able to do it for her band.

Miles hadn't been in the three broomsticks in a looooong time, not even Hogsmede in a long time! It was silly, because everyone loved Hogsmede, it was lovely and full of people and you could NEVER feel lonely! Yey! - Because Miles hated feeling lonely.

Whats more, he arrived in the pub and suddenly spotted Lima, which always meant fun was going to start. Muscial fun. "Haaaaii!" Miles waved like an idiot towards his lovely little Huffie blonde friend, and made his way over to her table. He plonked himself in to the chair opposite her, and smiled. "I missed you. Where've you been?"

Jess walked into the Three Broomsticks, his teeth chattering. The warmth hit him hard, and his hands began to itch, as one's does when they are cold and get hot very quickly. He clamped his teeth together to stop thm from moving, and removed his gloves, stuffing them in his coat pocket. His hair was all wet (despite this, he looked actually pretty nice), and his converses were soaked through. Note to self: Don't wear converses in the rain, bad idea! He walked over to the bar and sat himself down on one of the stools, before ordering himself a butterbeer.

He still hadn't seen any of his friends. He wondered where they'd got to. And there was also Jenn. He hadn't seen her in what seemed like eons! He let out a small sigh, and then took a sip of the golden liquid, his dark eyes uncannily blank.

Lima looked up when she suddenly saw that Miles had come. "Miles! My rock star!" she called out happily, winking at him. "I missed you too. I've been in the worst Detention ever." She shuddered as she remembered it. Especially the slugs.